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One of my co-workers, who I shall refer to as Goose (for reasons I will elaborate upon below) gave me a whole mess of little packets of different coffees, the Perfect Potful Coffee Masters, so today I tried one labeled Brazil Santos "Liberdade." It smelled burned when it was brewing, but it's pretty good.
Now, you have to imagine our dear, sweet Goose. She's like everybody's delicate, genteel old-fashioned grandmother. She always smiles, is unfailingly polite and calm - she's very good as a screener, that way. She's soothing, and nobody wants to piss off their grandmother. (Although we, her co-workers, also know she's really quite tough and self-sufficient. She once broke her back being thrown by a horse, caught the horse, and waited three days before going to the hospital.) She just recently got the name Goose because when we were getting tested for recertification she was 'too aggressive' and touched the tester on the inside of the thigh with the hand-held metal detector. Privately, Goose expressed the opinion to her co-workers that if there was no bruise it didn't count.
Now, you have to imagine our dear, sweet Goose. She's like everybody's delicate, genteel old-fashioned grandmother. She always smiles, is unfailingly polite and calm - she's very good as a screener, that way. She's soothing, and nobody wants to piss off their grandmother. (Although we, her co-workers, also know she's really quite tough and self-sufficient. She once broke her back being thrown by a horse, caught the horse, and waited three days before going to the hospital.) She just recently got the name Goose because when we were getting tested for recertification she was 'too aggressive' and touched the tester on the inside of the thigh with the hand-held metal detector. Privately, Goose expressed the opinion to her co-workers that if there was no bruise it didn't count.